"What a lively night!"
Dressed in yellow, with an unsettling air about him, Fu Qian watched Su Gao disappear from sight, then looked up with a sigh.
Just as Su Gao had said, the oppressive Scorching Ring hung in the sky, yet seemed so close it might fall onto the church's straight spire.
It was hardly surprising that the Night Watchers had reacted so quickly to such a bizarre sight.
Of course, Fu Qian thought they could afford to be less nervous.
At least for now, the thing's greatest purpose seemed to be drawing attention.
From "Welcome to Night Holy Capital" until now, Rainbow of Yao Bian's methods had clearly been aimed at him. He was its sole target.
Unless necessary, it wouldn't bring the Night Watchers into the picture and add another variable. After all, they had a First Order stationed here, and plenty of high-rankers.
That was right. Fu Qian was quite certain the Scorching Ring's appearance was no coincidence.
Just as it was unlikely that the divine messenger had failed to notice him and Su Gao.
And the First Order, whose methods were unknown, hadn't found them either.
Ever since Su Gao confirmed that "the sky is purple," Fu Qian had changed his pace completely, going from moving at breakneck speed to strolling around in the open.
Yet the obstacles that had previously come one after another without a moment's respite had all vanished. The whole way here had been so smooth it was as if someone had cleared the path for him.
The astonishing contrast reached its peak when Su Gao tried to draw the Night Watchers over: a strange, deeply oppressive presence had appeared, drawing everyone's attention.
And that strange presence looked like an abnormal sun.
Old Man Henry had once mentioned that, in the